The family comes to New York for Thanksgiving: Im standing at the cutting board chopping sage, and it hits me what it means that [my mothers] letting me be in charge of the dressing—I am going to die. Being in charge of the dressing means youre a grown-up for real. And being a grown-up for real means youre getting old. And getting old means you are definitely, finally, totally going to die. My mother is a grandmother, and my sister is a mother, and I have decided the dressing will be yellow this year, therefore well all be dead someday. Happy holidays! (excerpt) —Sarah Vowell for This American Life
Posted on: Thu, 28 Nov 2013 16:35:33 +0000